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“Once again, the game changes,” Machivelle said. She glanced at Ferra, then back to Rodin. “You’ve been a thorn in my side from the moment you arrived, Rogue. It’s time to remove that thorn.”
“And you think that’ll make a difference?”
A moment of hesitation. “Explain.”
He pointed to the screen. “Live footage. Your plan to show everyone how you deal with escapees doesn’t look too good now. They’ve just seen your guards destroyed, and the escapees leave unharmed.”
Machivelle’s hands turned pale as she clenched the blood from them. She didn’t answer straight away, and Rodin risked a glance to one side. Kester stood in the same spot he’d been all the time, g*n in hand, expression unreadable. He watched Rodin, but he also looked across to Machivelle and Ferra.
“Nothing I can’t
